Marvel With Zanpakutou

Chapter 516: Lost Memory

Chapter 516: Lost Memory

Lod looked at his sleeves and fell into deep thought.

The dead tyrant suit was made up of material by Spiritual Power, so each of death god's clothes would be stained with their own unique fluctuations. It was the second symbol apart from zanpakuto.

But this broken sleeve in front of him, not only did Lod feel his Spiritual Power, but there was also a fluctuation of Spiritual Power that he had never seen before and was completely unfamiliar with.

Up until now, Lod was sure that he had seen all of death god who had appeared and was familiar with their fluctuations. Therefore, this unfamiliar master of Spiritual Power definitely could not have come from Soul Society.

But if not for from Soul Society, where did this person come from? After all, death god was not a cat or a dog, so he could not appear out of thin air.

This was interesting.

A completely unfamiliar and never-before-seen fluctuation of Spiritual Power actually attached itself to his dead tyrant suit, which had been seized and devoured by him, and was sealed up together with the Weeping Angel in a certain time and space location a hundred years ago.

Obviously, someone deliberately did it!

However, leaving behind his sleeves and this weak weeping angel, what was the purpose of death god's hard work?

Lod frowned, and his heart was covered with a layer of haze.

From the appearance of the weeping angel until now, there was a strange feeling everywhere, making people feel an unspeakable strangeness, as if there was an important link missing, unable to connect these scattered clues together.

And what worried him the most now was the appearance of the weeping angel!

The Weeping Angel came from an English science fantasy drama, . It was an alien creature with high latitude. It specialized in stealing other creatures' time for a living. Its existence itself was almost as ancient as the universe. It was called .

They had an ultimate defense mechanism known as . When observed by any creature, the original body would become an angel stone statue. At this time, it would be in a quantum collapse state that 'does not exist'.

The stone statue could not be killed by . At the same time, the stone statue could not harm anyone. Even if the stone statue was broken, it would be useless because it was just their external disguise or a parasite. Moreover, the broken stone statue would quickly reform.

But once the angel statue loses its observation, that is, when the creature shifts its sight or blinks, it will immediately return to the prototype from the quantum collapse state, that is, the real "weeping angel", stealing the time of the target creature.

The way the Weeping Angel killed people was by touching the target creature and sending it to a certain time node in the past, and then using the time difference produced during the process as the energy for their survival and stealing.

The most important thing was that once the creature was stolen by the angel, the timeline where the creature was would be locked down and would never return to the original time and space. Otherwise, it would cause a huge time paradox, which would then trigger the entire universe's paradox, causing the destruction of the universe's timeline.

The lonely assassin lived up to his name!

But even such a terrifying creature still had the enemy they feared, and that was the protagonist in the "Doctor Who", a powerful race that could control time, the Time Lord - Doctor!

Lod only hoped for one thing now, and that was to never have a doctor appear. Otherwise, the problem he would face would not only be a time-management game, but also a terrifying man who could destroy the universe and even overturn the timeline at any time.

This man had no power. He even swore that he would never pick up his weapon. He wandered the edge of danger with his wisdom. He had saved the universe countless times, and his friends and enemies were everywhere.

But if you underestimate him because of this, then what awaits you will be failure, because the doctor had never been on the verge of death several times, but he had succeeded in surviving the difficulties and defeating the enemy in front of him.

In fact, before he crossed over, Lod had fantasized more than once that perhaps he could ascend to the Doctor's throne one day and go to the universe with him to adventure, to experience those magnificent events, to see the magnificence from birth to destruction.

But now...

He only hoped that the blog did not appear, otherwise a certain toilet plunger would definitely follow closely behind. At that time, even the life court might not be able to cover it.

"Are you okay?"

Tony was a little worried, but the problem with the Weeping Angel had not been solved, and the helper he had found had another problem.

"It's nothing. I just thought about it for a while." Lod shook his head, withdrew his wandering thoughts, and asked, "Now it's safe for the time being. You can continue to talk about the contents of the back page of the book."

"Alright, then I'll continue." Tony was also very ambitious. Seeing that the Weeping Angel was temporarily unable to escape, he began to talk about the latter part of the story.

Regarding how Irene had managed to hook up with the upper class nobles after crossing over, or how she had done so a hundred years ago, he had skipped all of these irrelevant things and quickly entered the strange hotel.

When the name of a man appeared, Lod's expression changed slightly. There were even ripples in the depths of his heart.

John - Constantine!

It had been almost a year since the Battle of Angels in Los Angeles.

But now that he recalled it, he found a serious problem. He could barely remember the details of the incident that happened in the Battle of Los Angeles.

If Tony had not suddenly mentioned the name Constantine, he would never have thought of such a man!

Lod's heart was slightly horrified. This degree of forgetting was extremely abnormal.

It had to be known that with his current memory, other than some vague memories of the past, even things that he had seen before would be deeply imprinted in the depths of his mind. As long as he was willing to recall them at any time!

However, regarding the existence of Constantine and the angel that had helped him, it was as if some sort of invisible power had been erased from his mind.

Memories were a very wonderful thing.

It was like a towering tree. The leaves on each branch contained the experiences of that person. And now, there were a few leaves on the branches of the Tree of Memories, which were related to Los Angeles.

The only fortunate thing was that the memories of Constantine had not completely withered yet. There were still traces of memories that he could barely recall.

Lod felt a sense of relief in his heart. If not for Tony's sudden reminder today, everything about Constantine would have been forcibly erased by that invisible force after a period of time.

When that time came.

The leaves of the Tree of Memories had withered, and he would completely forget Constantine, as well as that [Angel] that he could not recall!

Lod tried to recall.

He remembered that when Constantine parted ways, he said that he wanted to go somewhere with that angel to read a book

Although he could not remember that place now, Lod remembered that it was England!

England, England again!

The location in Irene's book, which was the hotel where the Weeping Angel was located, was also somewhere in England. And coincidentally, Constantine in the book mentioned that he was handling a matter there.

In other words.

As long as he found that place, perhaps he could uncover the veil of all the secrets!

Lod thought it was over, but he did not expect Tony to give him another 'surprise'!

A hundred years ago, in a certain hotel in England, not only did Constantine gather, there was also an unknown female death god!

"The death god from a hundred years ago?"

Lod looked at the broken sleeve and revealed a thoughtful expression. The fog in his heart was slightly dispersed.

A question was answered. The strange Spiritual Power on the sleeve should have been left by this death god.

Then the second question.

What was the relationship between her and the sleeve? Why did she deliberately keep her Spiritual Power?

"Lod, what should we do now?" Tony asked anxiously as he was worried about Boci's safety.

"Professional matters should be handed over to professionals."

Lod pinched his sleeves and pondered for a long time. Then, he slowly raised his head and said, "Come with me to Kamar Taj. Maybe that person can help us answer these questions."